“Stu don’t know,” Terry said quickly, as the color slowly faded from his slightly pitted cheeks and forehead. Anna paused a beat, then said softly, “I know it isn’t any of my business, but I’m…curious. What kind of a thing did you see around that car? Was it something wild or—”
Terry said something, but his voice was so soft Anna couldn’t make it out over the crinkling noises his red cellophane bag made as he grubbed his fingers around in it.
“Pardon?”
“A dog. There was a dog in there, only I don’t see how it got stuck in there. It was in that little space—you seen how small it is—between the rear door and the frame. At first I thought it was, y’know, dead, ’cause of the way it was hanging, and—”
As Anna listened to Terry’s tumbled, agitated words, she thought, That had to have been Fr
